January 2011
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Ends, beginnings
If you’re anywhere near Divisadero tonight (the street the 24 calls “Diviz”), please go give your respects, love, and complaints about cheese-weight to Mario at the Country Cheese Store. Chase is purchasing the building, and after more than two decades, that stretch of the Western Addition will lack the funk of an aged gouda or ripe Camembert. Just as well, pop in and buy three...
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Color, saturation. Goodbye to all that.
A kind of sadness in Kansas. He asks if I’ve shot Kodachrome, I haven’t, for I was poor and cheap and fine with Ilford; whatever I could get in a canister, I got and was happy for it.
But of this demise, of this finality—what would Bill say?
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“How can we make Christmas cool?” the big boss of the Santa Cruz Boardwalk Syndicate asks, his fist coming down hard on the steel desk where he’s signed the big names and made history. “What can we do with the kids these days? They’re impossible to please.”
Silence, a few coughs. A hand rises from the back of his sweating office, the air thick with cigar...
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“How can we make Christmas cool?” the big boss of the Santa Cruz Boardwalk Syndicate asks, his fist coming down hard on the steel desk where he’s signed the big names and made history. “What can we do with the kids these days? They’re impossible to please.”
Silence, a few coughs. A hand rises from the back of his sweating office, the air thick with cigar...
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If you do Christmas music,
or rather, if your Christmas guests demand such a genre of music, your lot in life will be much improved if you’re tuned to 89.5FM KPOO. As one who roundly dislikes “seasonal music,” I will listen to KPOO anytime.
If you live in the Western Addition, of course you just open your window (although the rain is doing a good job of muting the band right now).
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You just can't make this stuff up. →
Not even if you tried, you just can’t.
”I was raised in Indiana. And it was just this barren wasteland. We didn’t have real beauty. So that’s why this offends me.”
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